In this battle, with Zhou Yang's perverted recovery power, he also lay on the bed for a long time before recovering. Even so, after getting up, there was still a faint pain in his body, which was the consequence of madness, but he did not regret it.

Opening his eyes, Zhou Yang struggled to get up and walked to the martial arts arena, ready to verify his Tai Chi and discuss the changes in the sea of knowledge.

When they went out, they saw Pan Feng and Fang Dazhi cultivating hard, and they were stimulated by Zhou Yang, and the two didn't dare to relax. Seeing that Zhou Yang's strength is about to surpass his own, it makes them a little embarrassed.

A few months ago, they could point at Zhou Yang and say, with your strength, if you dare to jump in front of your brother, you can pull it down. But now, with the last few battles, the outcome is reversed.

Under this kind of stimulation, even the laziest Pan Feng had to get serious. However, the strange thing is that Du Yuan is nowhere to be found, and this former cultivator madman does not know where he has gone.

"What about Du Yuan?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Don't mention him, lately, somehow, he has been running out mysteriously all day long, which is strange. Pan Feng said while practicing boxing.

"Maybe there's something wrong with him, for some reason, it seems that he is not in a normal mood. When I asked him, I didn't say, hey. Fang Dazhi became vaguely unrecognizable to this friend who was also Anqing, and he also had resentment, but he was good at understanding others, and he didn't keep talking like Pan Feng.

Just as a few people were chatting, they happened to see Du Yuan walking in with his head drooping.

"It's all here," as if taken aback, Du Yuan greeted everyone stupidly.

After a while, he squirmed and said, "I'm going to move out and come back to get something." ”

"What, what, you said you were going to move out?" Fang Dazhi almost jumped up when he heard this, the house that several people had just rented was now actually saying that they were leaving, "What happened, your mood is not quite right these days." ”

"Yes, if there is anything you can say, everyone can help you, why move out?"

"I didn't ...... It's okay, it's just a new friend who wants me to move in with him. ”

"New friend?" Zhou Yang looked at Du Yuan's flickering eyes, thinking slightly.

"If it is really your friend who asked you to move to him, it can provide you with greater help in your cultivation, and we will not stop you, but if you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, you can still come to us, we don't want you to be harmed. ”

Zhou Yang seemed to remember a sentence that Du Yuan had been on his lips all day long some time ago. "If I have a strong force as a backer, I shouldn't be weaker than you. Therefore, he did not forcibly dissuade Du Yuan from leaving, but there was a trace of incomprehension in his eyes, and he always felt that Du Yuan was changing too quickly.

When an environment changes, people change unexpectedly. Some people spend their lives perfecting their rules, even if they open the sky and the earth, they can't change their personality, but some people can't control their own * under various environments, and they will eventually be annihilated by the red dust.

Watching Du Yuan carrying things out of the yard in large bags, several people felt a little sad in their hearts. After a few months of getting along, I got used to each other's fights. Fang Dazhi's calmness, Pan Feng's lack of virtue and scruples, Zhou Yang's madness when cultivating and fighting, and Du Yuan's calmness made several people complement each other's personalities, allowing them to emerge in the Holy Hall, the place where tigers and eagles fly, which is impressive. Unexpectedly, now it's scattered.

Qingyun's departure a few days ago has not erased the psychological scars of several people, and now it is Du Yuan's departure, I don't know how long they can maintain this kind of friendship now.

When they arrived at the door, they saw several Templar disciples rushing to carry Du Yuan's luggage on their shoulders and rushing out in clusters, several people looked at each other, not knowing when Du Yuan had such a status among these fellow Templar disciples.

Glancing at each other, seeing the doubts in the other party's eyes, Zhou Yang and Fang Dazhi had obvious worry written in their eyes.

......

"Hopefully, we'll have a chance to fight together. ”

With a bowl of strong wine in his stomach, Zhou Yang looked at Fang Dazhi and Pan Feng, who were also seven points drunk on the table, and said with a big tongue.

"Come on,!"

picked up the wine bowl, and had to "bang", Pan Feng's wine bowl fell to the ground and smashed to pieces, and at this time, Pan Feng was still muttering on the table: "Xiao Er, bring the wine." ”

After Du Yuan left, several people were in a bad mood and made an appointment to go to Zuixiangju to buy drunk. Sure enough, in this mood, far less than the usual amount of alcohol, there are seven or eight points of drunkenness.

Looking at Pan Feng who was lying down, Zhou Yang shook his head, looked directly at Fang Dazhi, and asked abruptly, "What is the identity of Qingyun's father, how could he be admitted to the sect's land?"

"Hehe, I thought you wouldn't ask, but I couldn't help but ask. Fang Dazhi was not surprised at all by Zhou Yang's question, his face was red, and when he heard Qingyun's name, he went to Thailand with a wine bowl, and taunted Zhou Yang with a wine bowl.

"I knew you were going to ask this, so I asked my family to check it for me. Fang Dazhi paused, and sipped lightly: "Qingyun's father, Qingfeng is not as simple as he imagined, don't look at him as a martial hall master in this small place in Anqing, but he has a great background. ”

"Oh. ”

Zhou Yang sighed lightly, and did not interrupt Fang Dazhi, and let him continue.

It turned out that Qingfeng had also been a Templar disciple in the past, and he was also one of the most famous disciples in the Templar.

Decades ago, a strange blacksmith appeared in Fengle City, who struck the anvil silently all day long, with or without iron tools, he never stopped beating, year after year, without stopping.

Someone with a heart saw the strangeness of this blacksmith, and after several temptations, they found that this blacksmith was an indispensable master, just looking for a trace of heavenly opportunity in this red dust, and this person was the old man of Longkong that Zhou Yang met later.

Among these well-intentioned people, one of them was a disciple of the Holy Hall Cultivation Hall, and this disciple was called Qing Feng.

At first, Qingfeng came with the mentality of learning to beat equipment and equipment, but as soon as he arrived at the blacksmith shop, Qingfeng was addicted to the charming sound of striking iron. Qing Feng is an excellent disciple of the Tempering Hall, not only has excellent forging skills, but also has an extremely high level of kung fu and strong mental perseverance.

After a day of indulgence, Qing Feng did not go crazy like other disciples, but gained a little.

From then on, he came to the blacksmith shop every day, focusing on the movements and rhythm of the old man Longkong, perhaps the old man of Longkong deliberately wanted to pass on this hammer method, and the old man would bring a different kind of melody to Qingfeng when he arrived, so that Qingfeng would comprehend more days, until one day, Qingfeng stood outside the blacksmith shop, let out a burst of laughter, and bowed to the old man Longkong three times, and then turned to leave.

Afterward......